As expected there are many, many stray dogs. They are kind of cute for the most part, though I try not to look too closely. They are slim, but my whippet is slimmer. Only dogs with owners pay any kind of attention to me. Nobody pays attention to them either.
Today I had my first unpleasant experience in India. I was walking back toward FotoFast to check out a couple of furniture stores. Along the way there are several car 'dealerships.' Somebody was slowly backing a car into place right in front of me - right onto a sleeping dog's leg. The dog is screaming, trapped. It seems to take an eternity for everybody to figure out what is going on, to drive forward and release him.
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